This Post is truely a serious subject to me. Let me frame this situation up to the best of my ability. It will take more than one writing, that is for sure. But it is true, it contains the Shrine in Boston, A priest and my landlord. A spiritualist came to my apartment too. Life was scary thats for sure! This event took place around 26 years ago while my wife and I were renting a beautiful apartment in Belmont.

Life was beautiful my wife and I were engaged and we rented an apartment in Belmont. One of my clients was a realtor and she had this listing. It was a beauty.

WE did not live there until we got married. We would not have but the landlord told us that we could not anyway, they did not go for that stuff.  We just bought stuff mainly 2-3rd hand who cares. 🙂 and furnished the place.We earned our pay and liked to save for the proverbial rainy day. We were wed and moved into our apartment together. Married life began. My wife and I had our first son D. My wife worked nights 6pm and arrived home by 2 :30 a.m. I left for work at around 7:00 a.m. so my wife was on duty at that moment.  Things were very good at the apartment for the three of us. Our landlords were old school and very family oriented. We loved them.

My wife and I were expecting our second son Brad Michael and he was found to be ill and my wife also went into labor and was put on bedrest.  I spoke about this on the July 29th blog entry.

Well, my son Brad Michael passed away and the day after his burial we moved home to Belmont after 6 months of living with my parents.

Life was very bitter, and we were angry with God as many people would be. It is not God’s plan for children to die, it was brought on by original sin. I  was also at this this time in search of my faith and even though I had been attending church I started a boycott on God. I was lashing out and getting revenge on God, how stupid ! I left God just when I needed him most. My wife was so devestated that she kept praying and crying. I will continue this, I can only go so far with each writing, what spiritural stuff that I brought upon my family was horrific. I tried  to tell Fr. R about them years ago, and just could not. It was an open wound still, to me. Like I wrote in a past blog we need to be careful what we expose ourselves to. Evil is for real !!!!!!

This song is very good, I walked away from God in anger and hurt. I left him , but he never left me.

Just when I needed You Most. Randy VanWarmer

God Bless You,

Danny